Love Of Fire [Puppeteer x Male Reader]

Chapter 2

Your p.o.v~
As I walk in to school I try to avoid as many people as I can. No, I don't get messed with in school... A lot. I just don't like being the center of attention like some people.

I get to my locker and put my stuff in it. I walk to class sitting in my seat that I normally sit awaiting the for the teacher to start the hell filled day that I and and every student here has to go through.

I personally hate school. I can't stand it. I don't hate the people here, I just dislike them.

People tend to get on my nerves. That's why I don't like being around them. They just want to push those buttons until you decide to snap them like a twig... That almost happened once. Back in middle school 8th grade. But that was three years ago. Now I'm a senior in high school about to graduate. Get a job. Start a life. Maybe a family. Who knows, one can happen one way or another.

But I don't think anyone will love or start a family with me anyways. Hell I don't even know my own sexuality for crying out loud.

??? p.o.v~
I watched him through his classroom windows. Admiring his beauty. The way his (h/c) shines in the light. His dull (e/c) eye, sharp enough to kill a man. The soft baby features, his chubby cheeks, round face. Everything was to die for. I know that a thing between us could never work but, that doesn't mean I can't try. Trial and error, am I right.

Maybe I should visit him tonight? Is it too early to do that? This is just some silly admiration right? Oh Zolgo why does this child make me feel the way I do? I mean I just saw the boy today and I'm already obsessed. Oh my Zolgo I sound like a petty school girl.

I was 20 when I died but it's been a while since then. I don't really know how old I am, so I go by the age of 20. (I looked it up and it said that was his age when he died so I'm going off of that.)

Alright, I've made up my mind I'm going to see him tonight. And I don't care about anything else. Just this. Only him.

Welp got to cut this short, I don't know what else to write. And my friend keeps texting me so I can't get this shit done. I'll maybe update tomorrow.

See ya on the Flip side